An autumn adventure with Otterlock and Hedge-John
Inspired by eldritch-elegy:
"Sherlock…you didn’t…do anything to these apples did you?"
"Hmm? Did you say something, John?"
"The FRUIT, Sherlock. Is it safe to eat?"
"Wait! Don’t eat that, John! It’s for a case! Autumn fruit has been vanishing all over London!"
"Don’t sulk, John. It’s so melodramatic. Anyhow, there’s no time for eating…we have a case!"
"…You can console yourself by thinking of a ridiculous entry title for when you write about this in your ludicrous blog. You could be really clever and call it The Case of the Vanishing Apples."
"Oh, I just figured I’d call it ‘The Escapade of Sherlock is Still a Jerk and Never Does the Shopping.’ It sounds fancy because I used the word ‘Escapade’."
"Yeah, uh-huh…I’m sure whatever you think is best will be…A CLUE!"
"You know, it’s rather frustrating trying to insult you when you aren’t even listening."
"Are you coming, John?"
"Oh, sorry, yes."
"The GAME, John…is AFOOT!"
"These small, pointy toed footprints are familiar."
"This grass was clearly bent by rolling something heavy over it."
"Not now, John! I must move quickly if I wish to intercept him!"
"I knew you’d find me, Sherlock. I left you a trail of clues even your pet hedgehog could have followed."
"FERRET-IARTY! Moving on to bigger fruit, I see."
"I suppose I can’t really take this with me this time. But keep a close eye on your produce, Sherlock. WELLL…that won’t actually matter. i mean, you can’t watch it ALL the time, now, can you?"
"You can’t escape, Moriarty. John is right behind me."
"Really? Oh dear. On the other hand, look to your left, Sherlock."
"Now, now, Sherlock…you can hardly blame yourself. Seb does blend into his environment rather well. Easy thing for the AVERAGE otter to miss. Amazing creatures, tigers. FAST, too. Unlike your own pet. Where did you say he is, now?"
"I. WILL. Stop. You. Maybe not today, but I WILL."
"No you won’t!"
"Sherlock, come on! I found the missing fruit!"
"That’s really…not entirely worthless, John. I’ll text the Yard."
"And home in time for tea. That wasn’t so bad."
"…not so bad. Hmm."
"Sherlock? Everything okay?"
"Yes. Yes, it’s fine. Let’s go home."